Songtext
She ugly, yes
But she wearing them expensive dress
The people say she ugly
But she father full o' money
Oh Lord, mama, woy woy!
Good morning Mister Walker
(I come to see your daughter)
Oh, Mister Walker
(I come to see your daughter)
Sweet Rosemarie
(She promise she go marry me)
And now I tired waiting
(I come to fix the wedding)
After the wedding day
Well I don't care what nobody say
Every time I take a good look at she face
I see a bank-book
Oh Lord, mama, woy woy!
Good morning Mister Walker
(I come to see your daughter)
Oh, Mister Walker
(I come to see your daughter)
Sweet Rosemarie
(Promise she go marry me)
And now I tired waiting
(I come to fix the wedding)
All I know
Is I don't intend to let she go
'Cause if she was a beauty
Nothing like me could get she
Oh Lord, mama, woy woy!
Good morning Mister Walker
(I come to see your daughter)
Oh, Mister Walker
(I come to see your daughter)
Sweet Rosemarie
She promise she go marry me
And now I tired waiting
(I come to fix the wedding)
